Mo Qilin locked Yi Qianmo's aura at the first time. Yi Qianmo, who originally wanted to escape, immediately felt that his spiritual power was imprisoned.

The whole body seemed to be pressed by a mountain and could not move at all.

"I am very curious. How did you open the formation of the central hub? With your cultivation level, it shouldn't be possible!"

Mo Qilin walked over slowly, with an expression that was as if he had been amnesty.

At this moment, Yi Qianmo felt a little regretful. If he didn't go to get Yunni, his time would be enough to escape from this place. It was because of the moment when he went to get Yunni, he was in crisis.

Facing Mo Qilin, he had no chance of struggling at all. The opponent's strength completely crushed him. If it weren't for the previous ban, he had grasped the opponent's weakness, he would not even have the qualification to talk to the other party.

But he was not ready to give up. Now the only thing he could use was his mind power, and his only vitality was on the colorful glass fan in front of him.

Seeing the Mo Qilin getting closer and closer, Yi Qianmo immediately activated the sword pill and put the colorful glass fan suspended on the base into the sword pill.

The instantaneous change made Mo Qilin stunned. He looked at the empty pedestal and looked surprised on his face. He didn't even suspect that it was Yi Qianmo at the first time.

After all, this is an immortal weapon. With Yi Qianmo's cultivation level, it is impossible to take away an immortal weapon without warning.

His face was unpredictable, but the power that suppressed Yi Qianmo did not disappear. He thought for a long time, and his final gaze fell on Yi Qianmo again.

And at this moment, Yi Qianmo made his strongest counterattack, but he found that his spiritual power could not even come out of his dantian.

If he is at the same level, at the Nascent Soul stage, he will not be so embarrassed. Even if he surpasses the Nascent Soul stage, he should be able to release spiritual power.

But he found that when the other party was panicked, he could not use any spiritual power.

"You took away the colorful glass fan?"

Mo Qilin came to Yi Qianmo, and he suddenly felt that his throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of hands, as if he was in water, completely wrapped in the surrounding air, unable to breathe.

"What did you say?" Yi Qianmo pretended to be panicked.

"Who else besides you?"

After Mo Qilin finished speaking, his suffocating breath was relaxed.

"I don't know what you are saying...!" Yi Qianmo looked innocent.

"If you can open the central hub, you will naturally have a way to take away the colorful glass fan. I felt it when you struggled just now!"

Mo Qilin said, "Although I underestimated you, you also overestimated yourself. If you, an indigenous person, escaped in my hands, how could I continue to do anything?"

While speaking, he tacitly led him to the backyard and walked towards the fat white doll. He jumped and landed on Mo Qilin's shoulder, looking at Yi Qianmo floating behind him curiously.

Yi Qianmo could not move at all, so he could only let Mo Qilin lead him to the cave, but at this moment, Yi Qianmo suddenly felt the pressure relaxed.

Because the array eye pestle in the array eyes was actually replaced by the demon-subduing pestle, and now it can control the central hub in the entire area.

And by controlling some formations outside the cave, he was able to take away Yunni, but because the central hub also controlled part of the formations in the treasure pavilion.

But it's just this part.

But he did not take action. Even if he could control the formation in the central hub, he could still not compete with Mo Qilin, and instead would reveal his trump card in advance.

Sure enough, when Mo Qilin came here and saw the crack, his face was filled with joy. It was obvious that he had been trapped here for many years and could not leave.

As for the crack before, it was obviously not open at any time, or like the hall, there were other restrictions that prevented Mo Qilin from leaving.

After entering the cave, Mo Qilin checked the eye pestle, and did not feel any surprise. Instead, he said to himself: "I have been trapped here for so many years. You can't expect that I have a chance to go out, right? Old man, when I go out, I will definitely crush you to ashes!!!"

Mo Qilin did not rush to leave, but came to the eye of the formation and began to sit cross-legged and refine the eye of the formation, which made Yi Qianmo happy.

The mark of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was made by Jianwan. He knew the power of Jianwan very well. Once activated, even Mo Qilin's cultivation level would not be good!

Mo Qilin seemed not so interested in what he was on him for the time being.

"Just just the sword energy of Jianwan's backlash is not enough!"

Yi Qianmo said, "I have to repel this black qilin for a moment before I have a chance to escape!"

He immediately thought of the colorful glass fan that was included in the sword pill by himself. He found that the colorful glass fan had been erased after entering the sword pill.

As Jianwan put the mark on it again, he could already use this immortal weapon, but he had to use Jianwan to activate this colorful glass fan instead of his own ability.

With this layer of guarantee, Yi Qianmo breathed a sigh of relief, but it was obviously not so easy to use the immortal weapon in front of Mo Qilin.

He began to wait.

At this moment, the fat white doll standing on Mo Qilin's shoulder suddenly jumped on his shoulder. Mo Qilin didn't care and continued to refine the formation eye pestle.

His brows frowned slightly, obviously he didn't expect that the mark of the eye pestle would be so difficult to refine, which was somewhat beyond his expectations.

At this moment, the fat white doll fumbled on him, pinching his ears from time to time, sometimes pinching his face from time to time, or pulling his hair.

Obviously, this fat white doll was the first time to see a human race like Yi Qianmo. Her pure eyes were full of curiosity.

Yi Qianmo was always ready, so he didn't care about its movements, but he didn't expect it to suddenly follow his clothes and penetrate into his chest.

Then he was soon attracted by the tattoo that Lao Bai transformed on his chest. He kept pinching the flesh on his tattoo, as if he wanted to turn Lao Bai out, which made Yi Qianmo feel numb and itchy, but he couldn't make a sound!

"return!"

Mo Qilin said with his eyes closed.

When the fat white doll heard this, he reluctantly left Yi Qianmo's body, but did not return to Mo Qilin's body, but landed on the "gurgling" spiritual spring, and crawled inside and bathed in the spiritual spring, looking very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Mo Qilin refined to the depths of the Demon-Subduing Pestle. His brows were furrowing, and he became more and more surprised. His whole body was infused into the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

"puff!"

Mo Qilin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which shocked Yi Qianmo. Before he could use the sword pill, why did he vomit blood?

"It's now!"
Chapter completed!